Date Night Heat

Whew! We both said as we backed the car out of the driveway. It had been a crazy transition but the baby sitter was there and now in charge of our children.  At last though, we were headed out on our first date night in almost a month.  It was a beautiful night was we drown down the road and my bride was looking lovely in a floral skirt and her pink blouse. Just looking at her caused my manhood to stiffen. I thought about nestling myself in her large breasts as I sucked and pulled on her large nipples. That did nothing to contain the stiffening manhood in my pants.

My wife looked over my way and she smiled as her eyes wandered down where she saw my manhood trying to poke through my pants. “My darling,” she said, with a wide smile on her face, “we can no have you walking into the restaurant with your manhood trying to free itself.” With that she adjusted herself in her seat, allowing her skirt to slide up just enough that I could get a glimpse of her panties. “That is not helping things, “ I told her. “Why not,” she said, playfully. “What were you thinking about that made you so stiff?” she asked. “Well, “ I said, “That blouse shows off your curves so well…I want so badly to pull this car over and suck on your breasts.” “Hmmm,” was her response. That was followed by a bit of awkward silence until she asked, “Well, what is stopping you.” At this time we were taking a little known shortcut through a business park.

All of the offices were closed down, as it was a Saturday evening. I was a quite stunned by her response. “But I thought you wanted to make sure we were at the restaurant by 8pm,” I asked. “Not as bad as I want you inside of me,” she said, taking my right hand and guiding it between her legs. “Do you feel how wet I am? I could orgasm soon just from thinking about your manhood sliding in and out of me.”  With that I pulled the car off the main road and onto a narrow road that led behind the office buildings. I knew that at the just over the hill from these buildings was a beautiful lake hidden from the road and surrounded by large trees and a field of daisies. I stopped the car and we both climbed out quickly. I grabbed a blanket from the trunk and we headed up over the hill.

My wife paused for a moment at the top of the hill. I thought at the time she might be hesitating, but she later told me that she was just taking in the beauty of the area. I laid the blanket over the daisies and asked her to lie on her back.

I slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing a red lace bra that held the two melons I so desired to taste. I began to kiss around the edge of her bra. My bride then began to arch her back and spread her legs. That allowed her skirt to slide up towards her amazing rear. I looked up from her breasts and took notice of the matching thong she wore. She never wears thongs, I thought to myself as I began kissing a trail down her stomach. My manhood begged to be freed, but I wanted to focus on my wife for now. I wanted to hear her moans of ecstasy. Her skirt zipped all the way down on one side. I slowly unzipped it and allowed it to fall. I then began to kiss a trail around the sexy thong she was wearing.

While I was doing this, my lovely bride had unhooked her bra, allowing her massive breasts to fall free. I reverted my attention back to her melons and just as I had thought about earlier, nested my face between them. I sucked and pulled on her nipples, enjoying the moans that escaped her lips. As I continued to suck and pull I slid one hand down her stomach and began to caress her thighs. I would move my hand closer to her sweet spot but not quite touch her there. That was until she took my hand and guided it to where she wanted while at the same time pressing my face into her breasts even more. As I began to massage her sweetness I sucked and pulled on her melons. Her moans began to increase and she had one of the most intense orgasms I have ever seen her have. We continued to lie as we were, with my face in her breasts and my hand resting between her legs as we both dosed off, worn out. I’m not sure how long we slept for, but I dozed off with a smile on my face. It had brought me such joy to bring her so much pleasure.

When I awoke, my shirt was unbuttoned and my wife was pulling my pants down. She moved up and whispered in my ear, “I can not resist your manhood any longer. I have been craving your hardness as I slept. I dreamt about taking you into my mouth, sucking and draining you. Would that be okay with you?” There was no need for me to say anything. My manhood rising to attention answered the question for her. She slid down my body until her breasts were hovering right over my stiffness. She rocked her breasts back and forth, all the while keeping her eyes locked onto my eyes. She kissed my stomach and slid even lower until her lips where just out of reach of my erection. “You are so hard my lover,” said my bride. “Your manhood looks so tasty.” She began to massage my member with her hands then quickly engulfed my unit with her lips. Sliding her head up and down while sucking hard she massaged my balls. I reached down and caressed her melons while she did this, causing her to gasp a bit. As she sucked on my manhood and massaged my balls she straddled me with her sweetness just inches from my face. Her panties were now gone.

She must have taken them off when she woke up and rolled me onto my back. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm and she sucked harder and harder, telling me, “ Let me have it. I’m not stopping until you have released your load to me.” As I felt myself on the brink of my orgasm I leaned forward and began to lick my bride’s sweetness. I told her that I was about to come. She moved so that she was straddling my legs. That allowed me to get a great view of her sucking and pulling on my manhood. She looked into my eyes as my manhood shot its seed. She swallowed nearly all of it, with a thin trail dribbling down her chin. She moved up closer to me and rested her head on my chest. We both dozed again.

We awoke and it was dark. We struggled to find our clothes and rushed home. We said goodbye to the sitter, checked on the kids, who were sleeping, and proceeded to our room where we made love two more times that evening.

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